Kid 1: *examining my gorgeous strawberry and blueberry pies*: Wow, Mom, your pies donโt look awful this time. Me (Ilona): ... ~A little later~ Kid 2: *wandering into the kitchen* Kid 1: Hey, youโve got to see these pies. *opening the stove* Kid 2: Wow. They are not ugly this time. Kid 1: I know, right?
Ilona AndrewsWhy could nothing with Kate be simple? Why couldnโt Jim ever just come by to tell me that he had bowled a perfect game or benched a personal best. Maybe finally asked that weird tiger girl out.
Ilona AndrewsI took the jacket off, changed my T-shirt for a dark gray tank top, slipped on the tangle of the back sheath, and put the jacket on again. Thugs are us. Great. Just add a super-tight ponytail and loads of mascara, and Iโd be ripe to play a supervillainโs evil mistress. Ve haf vays of making you gif us your DNA sample.
Ilona Andrews